Chapter 70
"Okay, everyone, take your seats." Yega Zhengdao stood on the podium. Even without straightening his expression, he looked very dignified. His sharp eyes swept over the four students below and said, "I won't introduce myself. You should all know me by now."
The four nodded.
Yega Zhengdao continued, "Originally, we didn't have any missions to go out today. We were supposed to study in school and get used to your new classmates. Unfortunately, the mission came just as you were fighting, so we can only get used to each other through actual combat."
"This is a first-level cursed spirit. It doesn't require all of you to go out, but since there are new students, let's take this opportunity to get to know each other." He handed out the information about the mission, "We will set off in ten minutes. By the way, if you have time after completing the mission, you have to come back to class."
Gojo Satoru: “Why——”
"Because it's still morning," Ye Moth Zhengdao slapped the podium, "If it takes you another day to solve a first-level cursed spirit, it's hard not to wonder if you've sneaked off somewhere again."
"Especially you, Gojo Satoru. If I find out that you have completed your mission and then traveled from one end of Japan to the other to buy your Kikufuku..."
"I know, I know. So can we set off now?" Gojo Satoru waved his hand nonchalantly. As long as he went back quickly and finished eating before coming back, there would be no problem.
Yega Masamichi knew what Gojo Satoru was thinking at a glance, glared at him, and said, "Then let's go. Be careful and remember to pay the bill."
A few people walked slowly to the gate of the college. The mission location was not too far away. It took them more than an hour to get there by car. The first level of cursed spirit was located on a bridge. It was probably because someone committed suicide by jumping into the river there a few days ago, which caused the cursed spirit to suddenly appear.
The car stopped not far from the bridge. Gojo Satoru took off his glasses and looked at the people around him. "Jay, Leisheng, who of you is going?"
He touched his chin: "Maybe I'll go with Jie, go back quickly, solve it as soon as possible and find something to eat early."
Ieiri Naoko sighed, "You really have forgotten what Mr. Yemo said."
"Anyway, Mr. Noctua also knows what kind of virtue Satoru is," Xia Youjie put his arm on Gojo Satoru's shoulder and said, "Sure it up as soon as possible, and then follow Satoru to eat and let Satoru treat you, how about it? By the way, I would also like to welcome the new Classmate - Speaking of which, Amamiya, what is your technique like? I remember that your current rating is Level 2."
"Me?"
Amemiya Reizo thought about it, then simply looked around, raised his hand towards a leaf that was floating down from the tree, and with a flick of his index finger, he saw the leaf was neatly split into two halves and slowly fell to the ground.
"That's right. My technique is [cutting], which is on the physical visible level," the system had told him. When he cut everything around him, including the river and the warehouse, to save Tsushima Shuji, his power fluctuations were at the upper limit of 60%. "But there is a limit. Currently, I can only cut and exorcise a second-level cursed spirit at once, so I am still a second-level sorcerer."
I just don't know if I can defeat a level 1 cursed spirit at this level. Amamiya Ruisei thought with some worry. The system said that to exorcise a level 1 cursed spirit, you have to use 50% of your power. It's easy to lose control and go berserk and hurt yourself, so when setting up the identity, it was limited to level 2. Otherwise, if you are assigned tasks above level 1 every day, something will happen sooner or later.
Gojo Satoru lifted his sunglasses and looked at Amamiya Reishi's hand curiously: "It doesn't feel like I've reached my limit..."
He could see the flow of cursed energy, so no matter how he looked at it, Amamiya Keisei was more than capable of exorcising a first-level cursed spirit.
Is it a secret? Gojo Satoru wondered, looking at Amamiya Reishi with more and more interest.
"Okay, now is not the time to discuss Amemiya's technique. Should we set off to exorcise the cursed spirit?" Looking at Gojo Satoru's expression, Ieiri Glass knew that he was thinking of something hard to say, so he simply reminded, "Don't you want to solve it quickly?"
"Glass is so long-winded."
Gojo Satoru waved his hands and said, "Then I'll go with Ruisheng. It's a good opportunity to see his technique."
"Let's go, let's go." Gojo Satoru pulled Amamiya Ruishou over and ran towards the bridge.
The young man staggered and turned back to shout, "Ms. Glass, please let me go!"
Ieiri Shoko: “…Oh, he actually remembered it. I had completely forgotten about it.” She almost had to endure the iron fist instruction of Yega Masamichi. It was a close call.
The pitch-black tent fell down, and the huge cursed spirit that was coiled on the bridge instantly appeared. Gojo Satoru looked up at the cursed spirit that was four or five stories high and said, "It's so big and ugly. Can you handle it, Leisheng?"
"If not, then let me do it?"
It was the first time that Amemiya Leisei saw a cursed spirit. He glanced at the strange rotten flesh and limbs on the creature and fell silent.
How can there be such an ugly thing in this world! ! Should he learn from Gojo Satoru and buy a pair of sunglasses? I feel like my eyes are going blind. I should go back and look at something nice to cleanse my eyes.
"We can give it a try," Amamiya Leisei closed his eyes, "How about I cut off the limbs around it, and Wu-kun blasts its core?"
"Don't bother with that. Just cut right through the center. If it doesn't work, that's fine. Beat it half to death and I'll drag it out to Jay."
Their casual chat in front of the cursed spirit directly angered the first-level cursed spirit. It hissed and rushed towards them with its huge body. Although it was huge in size, its speed was not slow at all.
Before Amamiya Keisei could respond to Gojo Satoru's words, he was grabbed by the collar and jumped to the other side.
"——!" Amamiya Leisei only felt the scene in front of him change and his position. He looked at the evil cursed spirit that quickly changed direction and rushed towards him again. He suddenly felt a chill and raised his hand to point at it.
It's so ugly, don't come over here! !
A familiar silver light flashed at his fingertips. He drew a line with his finger, and with a slight sound, the power fluctuation value on the system interface soared rapidly. The cursed spirit was cut in half from the middle as if it had been chopped by a broadsword. Blood splattered, and its huge body collapsed with a bang, and gradually dissipated in the air.
[Power Fluctuation: 55%]
Amamiya Reisei gasped heavily, suppressing the breath surging in his chest, his fingers trembling.
"...Wow." Gojo Satoru was about to launch an attack when he saw this and stopped releasing his cursed energy. He raised his eyebrows at the exorcised cursed spirit and said, "Not bad. You can kill a first-level cursed spirit with one strike. I think you can be promoted to semi-special level. Do you not want to be promoted, or are those old guys suppressing your rating?"
The ratings have been suppressed more than once or twice, not to mention that Amemiya Ruisheng is not from a family of artists.
Amamiya Reizo hadn't recovered yet. He suppressed the urge to vomit blood with great difficulty, fearing that he would scare his classmates on the first day of school. He spoke reluctantly, "I don't want to, Wu-kun. Can you please..."
"Well, all right?" Gojo Satoru started to practice the technique again, and launched his attack at the cursed spirit that had not yet completely dissipated, breaking up all of its power.
"I'll help you once, and you help me once."
He hooked his arms around Amamiya Rei's neck and whispered.
Amamiya Raisei: “…Help with what?”
Gojo Satoru: "Your technique is really useful, it can be used at long range or near range. How about finding a chance to cut off that weird penis of Jen?"